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Monday, 19 August 2013

There is a time when because of a reason which you have no control over, yo may have to part with the house, the home, that you grew up in. Recently I was affected by such a happening and I wrote this poem inspired by the feeling which I though were appropriate.

An
Empty House

Once full of
life and laughter

Now empty and forelorn;

The house that
I grew up in

Is left
behind, foresworn.

Time marches
on I know that;

And time cannot
be stayed,

But now I
leave that empty shell,

Knowing
memories will fade.

Faded but not
forgotten;

I will
remember all

The good
times, and the bad times

Family ties
will ever call.

Call to me
across the years

Wherever I may
roam.

To help me
live a better life,

And build my
own sweet home

One home
decays and gathers dust

One will be
fresh and new

But I will be
the link between

Them both, for
me and you.

For life goes
on and I will grow

In stature as
I age,

Developing a
life anew;

And write
another page.

So weep not
for that empty house,

Which I had
once called home.

For love
creates new memories,

To share when
we’re alone.

This is another poem written for the poem-a-day project. This did not
come easily and was not mapped out at the beginning. The rhymes simply led me
from one line to another, often writing across the verses.

This was written after a weekend spent away from home. A chance to relax
after a very difficult and busy start to the year. Glastonbury ( known for many
things other than the pop festival) is a lovely town associated with hippies,
new age and eastern religions. But there are a number of christian churches and
congregations there also.

Sunday, 4 August 2013

It has been a while since my last post, I have been enjoying the environment at Bubblews.
It is an income sharing site which allows posts on any subject (with the usual limitations to keep it family friendly) and will accept anything from 400 characters to full length articles. If you are used to submiting articles to this sort of site, you will miss the formatting which you are probably used to but a new version is promised on this new site over August.

It is growing fast, not least because it shares 50% of advertising revenue with the writers (aka bubblers). It is a cross between a social media site (and interaction on the site is also paid) and an article writing site, which explains the wide variety in posts accepted. Check out a few of mine from my Bubblews profile page, I write more than many bubblers but many are beginning to understand about the concept of getting views from google and a passive income. Not conducive to internet marketing! No affiliate of referral links are allowed.

I am currently making $50 per month, although the potential is for much more. The only question is how much time you want to spend making money. It is probably the site with the fastest rate of potential earnings that I have seen. On many of the sites paying for views, monthly rates are less than an order of magnitude smaller than this.

But to the main reason for this post - I am back!
I will be posting on this blog again. I have had fun on Bubblews but do want that little extra freedon of writing on my own (?) blog.

So without further ado, A poem written since my last post (and there have been one or two), my dry period seems to have been overcome, although I am wary about making claims about this, so enough said.

A new day - by John Dyhouse

A blue skyA great skyA what am I going to do today sky.

The sun's outNo clouds of doubtObscure the warming rays, so put the flags out.

I feel goodOf course I shouldA day like this inspires all hearts not made of wood.

A day to liveA day to giveA day to gather hope and just be positive.

A little tiffThen make a giftSettle that argument don't dare to think, "what if... ?"

A new dayA new waySo show your grateful thanks without more delay.

And if you are interested, I am almost ready to compile poems written over the last 12 months onto a new e-book. My first collection of poems from my early days of songwriting, yes they all started as song lyrics, is already available from Scribd as a free download. I may chance my arm and actually charge a small fee for the new volume. Now that is something new!